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grandmother poem

ha detto
la fragranza č venuto
facce belle e tragical
il cielo
amavo una donna
sotto un albero di diffusione della castagna
andato prima di noi
e mentre abbiamo camminato l'erba debolmente č stata mescolata
noi che si sono levati in piedi
ho visto che il dio voi lo dubita?
portimi la canzone morbida

 



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